The Hurricane [1999)

My fellow Americans.

The storm is here.

It’s not about religion.

Not yet.

What we see now can be described without bringing religion into the equation.

An eye for an eye is justice.

30 eyes for an eye is evil.

 https://english.almayadeen.net/news/politics/day-155–30-960-martyrs–72-524-injured-in-gaza

Justice makes the guilty pay.

Evil makes the innocent pay.

About 1,000 Israeli civilians were affected by the October 7th attacks.

767 civilians died.

247 civilians were taken captive.

1014.

276 IDF soldiers were killed.

1,609 Palestinian soldiers (Hamas) were killed.

If we call the Oct. 7, 2023 attack by Hamas “terrorism” (and it was), then what do we call the Israeli response?

A disproportionate riposte?

Of the 767 Israeli civilian casualties, 36 were children.

Of the 30,960 people killed in Gaza so far (most killed by indiscriminate bombing), it is estimated that 78% percent of those were women and children.

https://english.almayadeen.net/news/politics/day-154–30-800-martyrs–over-72-000-wounded–72–children-a

This makes sense insofar as about half (47%) of the residents of Gaza are under the age of 18 (which is to say, they are children).

https://www.npr.org/2023/10/19/1206479861/israel-gaza-hamas-children-population-war-palestinians

In a largely indiscriminate bombing campaign of densely-packed urban areas (such as the campaign which Israel has undertaken), we would expect about 15,000 children to be among the 30,000 who have so far been killed.

Of the other 15,000 who have so far been killed, we would expect about half of those to be women.

https://data.worldbank.org/indicator/SP.POP.TOTL.FE.ZS?locations=PS

That leaves an additional 7,500 deaths.

How many of those men were Hamas soldiers?

Now we will talk religion.

Was Rubin “Hurricane” Carter a Muslim?

What would it matter if he were?

And what would it matter if he were not?

It has been said that Carter became a “black Muslim” (Nation of Islam) in the 1960s.

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2014/apr/21/rubin-hurricane-carters-life-story-is-a-warning-to-us-about-racism-and-revenge

He has been described as being an “outspoken Muslim” around this same time period.

https://flypaper.soundfly.com/discover/the-story-of-rubin-hurricane-carter-wrongly-convicted-boxer-and-dylans-muse/

It appears, however, that Carter “embraced Islam” while he was in the 101st Airborne in the 1950s and even “changed his name for awhile” to reflect his newfound religion.

https://www.encyclopedia.com/education/news-wires-white-papers-and-books/carter-rubin-1937

So what?

Injustice is injustice.

But how do you endure being in a prison?

And what if you were serving a sentence for the “crime” of being black?

Or for the “crime” of being Muslim?

Or for the “crime” of being in the wrong place at the wrong time??

That is not justice.

Let us examine the Warsaw Ghetto for a moment.

Established in November 1940.

The largest of the Nazi ghettos.

430,000 people were imprisoned there.

An open-air prison.

Sounds nice, right?

Wrong.

Why wrong?

Because it was hell.

And these 430,000 people also happened to be Jewish.

Which is why they were being horrifically discriminated against.

Why was it hell?

“Meager food rations”.

Hey, that sounds like a place I know.

IMG_3414

https://metro.co.uk/2024/03/09/israelis-try-block-gaza-aid-trucks-hold-dance-parties-20432243/

Never again, right?

https://apnews.com/article/gaza-malnutrition-famine-children-dying-israel-palestinians-2f938b1a82d7822c7da67cc162da1a37

When you dehumanize people (reduce them to “Jew” or “Muslim” or “black” or whatever), ANYTHING can be done to them.

And anything WILL be done to them.

History proves that.

REPEATEDLY.

If people are not considered fully human–if they are considered somehow “inferior”, then the end very quickly starts “justifying” the means.

Another characteristic of the Warsaw Ghetto was “limited…medical supplies”.

Hey, that ALSO sounds like a place I know.

https://www.aljazeera.com/opinions/2024/3/8/healthcare-in-gaza-is-in-a-state-of-acute-trauma

You might be saying to yourself, “Well, the Warsaw Ghetto (at its ‘height’) had 460,000 people in an area of 1.3 square miles.  Gaza is 141 square miles.”

True.

BUT…

Rafah is 25 square miles.

And how many people have been HERDED there as a result of Israeli boming???

1.4 million.

https://www.aljazeera.com/news/2024/2/12/eus-borrell-suggests-us-stop-arming-israel-amid-fears-over-rafah-assault

The point is this:  you cannot repudiate the Warsaw Ghetto while embracing the population-wide torture of Gaza.

In any case, what is Israel trying to accomplish in Gaza?

Are they trying to “wipe out” Hamas?

Because if Hamas are “terrorists” (they are), and terrorism is fueled perceived injustice, then the actions of Israel in Gaza since October 7th WILL FUEL GENERATIONS OF TERRORISTS.

Did the 15,000 dead Palestinian children in Gaza vote for Hamas?

How long has it been since the last election in Gaza?

18 years?

Are you telling me that Israel has killed 15,000 kids (so far) who never were even alive to observe an election???

https://aceproject.org/epic-en/CDCountry?set_language=en&topic=VR&country=PS

And what about the 40% of Gazan women (and men) who did not vote for Hamas in 2006?

Did they deserve to be killed BECAUSE OF WHO THEY FUCKING VOTED FOR?!?

40% (37.5% of seats/districts) of Gaza voted against Hamas in 2006.

So the EXCEEDINGLY-MONSTROUS (one might go so far as to say NAZI in its cruelty) opinion that “Gazans are getting what they voted for” does not hold true.

There has not been an election in Gaza in 18 years.

Even so, you don’t “liberate” people through the involuntary separation of soul from body.

There was a righteous way to handle the aftermath of October 7th.

The righteous way would have inflicted heavy casualties on the IDF.

And the world would have RESPECTED Israel for taking the RIGHTEOUS path.

A ground invasion.

Street by street.

Take your time.

Your goal is to wipe out Hamas, right?

Then wipe them out.

Like men.

Not like kids playing a video game.

Be men.

Enter Gaza.

Find Hamas.

Arrest Hamas (particularly the leadership).

EARN the respect of, not only the world but, Gazans.

Take out the bad actors.

Through law and order.

Street by street.

NOT by aerial bombardment of areas containing women and children.

But Israel did not take the righteous path.

Israel shows that terrorism (even though it is wrong) works.

Israel lost its cool.

And took 30 eyes for every eye (so far).

Israel has killed 30,000 people in Gaza to avenge the deaths of 1,143 dead Israelis.

Or, put another way, Israel has killed 30,000 people in Gaza in an effort to save 247 captives.

And yet another way, Israel has killed approximately 22,500 women and children in Gaza in the pursuit of “wiping out Hamas” (while killing, at most, 7,500 adult male Hamas soldiers).

And if voting demographics can be extrapolated onto those 7,500 dead adult males in Gaza, about 3,000 of those didn’t even vote for Hamas (and were, therefore, likely not Hamas “militants”).

At most, 9,000 Hamas voters have been killed by Israel.

15,000 who were not even born when the last election occurred have been killed in the process.

And 6,000 Fatah/independent (non-Hamas) voters have been killed.

21,000 people killed via “collateral damage” for the purpose of perhaps killing 9,000 Hamas voters.

Israel is not doing itself any favors with this operation.

–PD

Rocky IV [1985)

America is in serious trouble.

The USA has no pride.

No cohesion.

The United States of America does not command respect from any nation on earth.

This process began to exponentially accelerate on 9/11/01.

That is when we entered the Age of Perpetual Lies.

Two wars.

Afghanistan.

Loss.

Iraq.

Lost before it even began.

You cannot predicate a “righteous war” upon a lie.

Two wars.

Two towers.

More lies.

Why do I love Russia?

Because they are not weak.

They are not spineless.

They are not a nation of ineffectual do-nothings.

And that is because of one great man.

Vladimir Putin.

There is a vacuum of power in the United States.

An absence of leadership.

We are a country drifting at sea.

A country who does not know who it is.

Or what it stands for.

A country perfectly divided.

Right down the middle.

Where one side cancels out the other.

This is not a check and balance.

It is a negation resulting in complete defeat.

America has no national spirit.

America’s reason for being has disappeared.

Along with the truth.

Who will save America?

You must save America.

It’s ok to love Russia.

It’s ok to love China.

Yes, I love China too.

Why?

Because they are on the righteous side of the war in Ukraine.

America is on the wrong side.

And I also love Palestine.

I’m sick of Donald Trump’s bullshit lies and politicking.

Even though I voted for him twice.

He has lied repeatedly about the COVID vaccines.

But even so, I support Trump in his legal battles.

Why?

Because he is being unfairly persecuted and punished.

But Trump is wrong about Israel.

Lindsey Graham is wrong about Iran.

I love Iran.

Because they stand with Russia.

And I love Syria.

Because they stand with Russia.

America continues to fight a pointless war.

IN SYRIA.

This is madness.

I support Palestine because they are the bastard children of the world.

They have no big press machine behind them.

Unlike the propaganda onslaught in favor of Israel.

Josh Hawley is wrong about Israel.

So wrong that it is embarassing.

Fox News is infinitely embarassing.

They have completely lost the ability to think as logical, rational human beings.

Whose interests are they serving?

And why?

Trump is wrong to politick off the war in Israel.

I don’t hate Israel.

I don’t hate Ukraine.

But I hate propaganda.

And I hate an unfair advantage.

Ukraine has had the advantage of a global propaganda machine behind it.

I detest that.

Israel always has the advantage of a global propaganda machine behind it.

And America fights for everyone but itself.

America is weak.

Porous.

Like Swiss cheese.

What can bring America together?

Not more lies.

No more lies.

No more noble lies.

RFK Jr. is right about the vaccines.

And MSNBC is actually right about Palestine and Israel.

America is on the point of total collapse.

The American military leadership is an embarassment.

Particularly Mark Milley.

His obstreperous James Comey pantomime is finally over.

He no longer has the office of CJCS to lend him any undue legitimacy.

I expect he will become much like John Brennan and Michael Hayden.

A complete detriment to the USA…even in retirement.

Does America have any good military leaders?

At all???

I like Michael Flynn.

That’s about it.

No one else has shown me anything impressive.

RFK Jr. is the best candidate to unite the country.

Trump may be the best candidate to save the country.

The American government is completely dysfunctional.

George W. Bush stole the 2000 election.

And Joe Biden stole the 2020 election.

Will your vote matter in 2024?

Do any votes matter?

Republicans lack a coherent strategy.

As dumb as Trump is (very fucking dumb!), he’s a fucking genius compared to ALL other Republican Presidential candidates.

Biden is as dumb as a potato.

And RFK Jr. will be boxed out everywhere he goes.

This is not a free system.

These are not “free and fair” elections.

This is a travesty.

Who will save America?

You must do it.

In your own way.

Whether big or small.

It’s ok to love and respect Russia.

It’s ok to say nice things about China.

It’s ok to root for Palestine.

It’s ok to sympathize with Iran and Syria.

Where is the American military?

We’ve seen the worst of the U.S. military (Milley).

Where’s the best?

Show yourselves.

-PD

Rocky III [1982)

America is in big trouble.

The USA had the “eye of the tiger” in World War II.

It did not have it in Vietnam.

Nor Aghanistan.

Nor even in Iraq.

America shoots off its mouth.

Projects its power through provocative NATO actions.

Right on Russia’s doorstep.

Struts its “morality” by arming Taiwan.

Right on China’s doorstep.

Arming Ukraine.

Thumbing its nose at Putin and the Russian people.

Dependent upon old methods of warfare.

With innumerable costs sunk into older gradients of war.

America is in deep trouble.

The enemy is inside the gates.

The enemy is Alvin Bragg.

The enemy is Letitia James.

The enemy is Jack Smith.

The enemy is Merrick Garland.

The enemy is Joe Biden.

The enemy is Tanya Chutkan.

The enemy is Fani Willis.

These are enemies of the United States.

The RICO suit should be against THEM.

Their collectivized hate is what is powering this lawfare of THE LEADING OPPOSITION CANDIDATE.

Yes, Joe Biden’s henchman (Merrick Garland) appointed his own henchman (Jack Smith).

Half of the criminal-indictment jurisdictions stem from this chain of command.

Biden Garland Smith.

Joe Biden–through Garland (though Smith)–is prosecuting his main obstacle to reelection.

Instead of letting Trump go gentle into that good night.

Instead of beating Trump at the polls.

Joe Biden is going after Trump.

In a way we have never seen in the USA.

One President (with his Justice Department [an executive branch agency under the aegis of the President]) going after another President.

Alvin Bragg is a Democrat.

Letitia James is a Democrat.

Fani Willis is a Democrat.

And, of course, Biden and Garland are Democrats.

Smith claims to be an independent.

I will believe that when he indicts Bill Clinton for the sex trafficking of children (aboard Epstein’s Lolita Express).

I will believe that when he indicts Barack Obama for covering up the false-flag/stand-down known as 9/11 (which was carried out by American neocons [with George W. Bush as the figurehead]).

Trump didn’t lock up Hillary Clinton.

It was rhetoric.

He SHOULD have locked her up.

But he didn’t.

Trump didn’t vindictively go after Democrats during his four years in office.

But Democrats are so terrified of Trump that they are indicting him right and left out of DESPERATION.

Desperate individuals are dangerous.

Even more so a desperate collective wielding the full power of the federal government.

So how does Trump “come back” from this shitstorm?

His first act must be to get on the side of righteousness.

Unequivocally.

How can he do this?

By disavowing the COVID vaccines he rushed to market.

There is no more time to fuck around.

Disavow the vaccines, Mr. President.

Do that, and you sink RFK Jr.’s entire campaign.

But do it too late and it will look insincere.

Truth be told, Trump is an egotistical moron when it comes to his precious vaccines.

There is no more time for this.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I don’t care who you have to throw under the proverbial bus, Mr. President.

Do it!

Why protect Fauci?

Why protect woke military advisors?

Trump has nothing to fear but the truth in his breathtaking vaccine denial.

Check Open VAERS.

Check CDC VAERS numbers.

Verify that VAERS historically represents about 1/2 of 1% of the actual adverse events and reactions attributable to vaccines in the USA.

Verify using Kawasaki disease as an example.

Verify via articles in BMJ.

If Trump refuses to do this, RFK Jr. deserves your vote next year.

No one else deserves it.

Not even Trump.

You can’t say Trump loves America if he doesn’t have the balls to admit that his Operation Warp Speed killed and maimed untold number of Americans by way of vaccines which were brought to market in 1/10th the time it should have taken.

Would you want a car that was rushed through development and safety testing at a breakneck pace?

I don’t think you would.

Trump can be a comeback story.

But his albatross is his vaccine debacle.

Trump must regain his edge.

His edge was TELLING THE TRUTH.

He has lost that edge to RFK Jr.

Trump cannot defeat these myriad lawsuits with no edge.

There will be no comeback for Donald Trump unless he reverses course now.

The vaccines are the key issue.

Trump’s authenticity (which used to be so firmly-unshakable) was rebuilt on shifting sands.

The sands of noble lies.

We elected Donald Trump in 2016 because he wasn’t a politician.

Seven years later, he is nothing but a prevaricating cliche.

Put on the full armor of God, President Trump.

Tell the truth about the vaccines.

Do this and you will defeat every lawfare foe.

The two things might seem unconnected.

They are not.

God has set the test before Trump.

So far, he is failing miserably.

Disavow.

–PD

Rocky II [1979)

America is suffering.

America is lost.

Wandering.

Trump quadruply-indicted.

Four different jurisdictions.

Two state indictments.

Two federal indictments.

All bullshit.

But Trump has an Achilles heel.

The unsafe, ineffective vaccines he brought to market.

Does Trump feel loyalty to those who tricked him?

When will Trump remove his proverbial head from his own proverbial ass?

Sure, he’s winning on the Republican side.

Because they’re all a bunch of losers.

But put Trump up against RFK Jr.

Trump loses.

America doesn’t want any more lies.

No more noble lies.

America doesn’t want any more liars.

And America needs to get smart.

Quickly!

There is a huge swath of America on the Republican/conservative side that believes whole-cloth an info op being run against them.

Who is running it?

Russia?

Possibly.

The FBI?

Possibly.

China?

That’s possible too.

Globalists like Schwab, Gates, et al.?

Also a possibility.

Really, it doesn’t matter who is running it.

What matters is that America has become irrevocably-dumb.

Incapable of intelligent, coherent thought.

Q (aka QAnon) was an info op run AGAINST the American people.

That is the only explanation that makes sense to me at this present time.

Q was bullshit.

Lots of truth in there.

But there was one overarching purpose to QAnon: TO MAKE AMERICANS LAZY.

To make Americans believe that the Santa-Claus, Tooth-Fairy U.S military was going to solve all their problems.

How’s that working out for us?

It isn’t.

At all.

If you believe any of the absolute horseshit emanating from Real Raw News, I can’t help you.

I know you need hope.

Well, I am here to offer you hope.

But I am Burgess Meredith.

I am not going to blow smoke up your ass.

Things are bad.

Mark Milley has not been arrested (though he should be court martialed for treason).

Nobody has been arrested.

Use your logical faculties.

Joe Biden is not a clone.

It’s the same dumb motherfucker.

Just with a shit-ton of plastic surgery to make him look younger and more electable.

What America needs right now is to have its swollen-shut eye cut open by Occam’s razor.

Ok, let’s follow the dipshit logic of Real Raw News for a second.

Ok, so Biden is a clone.

Highly-implausible.

Oh, no: wait.

Biden is an actor wearing a mask.

Very implausible.

All White House press conferences are being done at a film-studio replica of the White House in Georgia.

Implausible to the point of being impossible.

What is Occam’s razor?

The simplest answer is usually right.

In other words, Hillary Clinton is not deceased.

She is not being played by an actor in a mask.

Each time this Real Raw News-esque grand horseshit conspiracy adds another wrinkle, it becomes exponentially less-plausible.

Fauci’s been arrested.

Not!

Bill Clinton is deceased.

Not!

There’s a factory in Alaska that makes clones of political leaders.

Very unlikely.

The entire American government has been replaced by clones.

And/or actors in masks.

Not!.

Not!.

The U.S. military has everything under control.

Definitely not.

If you believe any of this, you are the target audience of this information operation.

To reiterate, just as in the QAnon information operation, the overarching goal is to make you SIT BACK and DO NOTHING.

Sure.

You felt included for awhile.

But Q disappeared.

Because Q was bullshit.

And now, in place of the quite-sophisticated Q info op, we have the hamfisted Real Raw News info op (for lack of a better name).

The tune is the same.

Trump is still the President.

Gimme a fucking break.

Trump SHOULD be the President, but he is not.

Because the 2020 election was stolen.

And much of the 2022 midterms was also stolen.

Particularly in Arizona.

What is happening right now in America is a color revolution.

What is happening to Trump is the same sort of thing that happened to Imran Khan in Pakistan and is happening to Bolsonaro in Brazil.

It is fascism coming in from the LEFT.

It is communism.

Marxism.

Trump has told you this.

Plainly.

But you don’t hear.

Because you prefer to believe the superhero movie version that Trump is secretly in charge of everything.

That he’s in control of everyting.

That he can “come back” at any time.

Yeah, no.

America is getting steamrolled.

The first step in fixing things is GETTING AN ACCURATE SITUATION REPORT.

Stop listening to the X-22 bullshit.

No more coddling the numbnuts.

Let’s go, General Flynn.

Be the realist that I know you are.

TELL THE AMERICAN PEOPLE THE TRUTH ABOUT THE PREDICAMENT WE ARE IN.

They trust you.

There is no more time to fear alienating people by popping their QAnon bubble.

Pop that fucker!

Posthaste!!!

-PD

WarGames [1983)

Greetings, Professor Falken.

Today is my birthday.

41.

The age at which you “died”.

But you didn’t really die.

Is this real world or exercise?

Dawn Deskins wanted to know.

WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?

Joshua.

And the tree of life.

Klimt.

Seattle.

Starbucks.

Greetings, my friends.

It has been a long time.

Perhaps you thought I was dead.

Perhaps I thought I was dead.

And so this is a perfect movie with which to attempt a comeback.

“You can always come back/but you can’t come back all the way”

Bob Dylan said that.

To get her together.

I said that.

NORAD.

It was a rough day.

9/11/01

NEADS thought it was part of an exercise called Vigilant Guardian.

Michael Ruppert (may God rest his soul) documented the litany of war-games which were active on 9/11/01.

And Michael Ruppert wrote about this in a tome which should serve in some ways as a sort of bible for those wishing to know the truth about 9/11:  Crossing the Rubicon:  The Decline of the American Empire at the End of the Age of Oil.

Ruppert was wrong about some things.

“Peak oil”, for instance.

Perhaps my understanding is hopelessly daft, but it seems that hydraulic fracturing (“fracking”) changed the geopolitical world immensely.

Just a few years ago, rather intelligent folks like Leonardo Maugeri (to name a typical example) were bemoaning the hydrocarbon “cliff” off of which we were about to leap.

Alas…

That has not been the case.

Maugeri’s book The Age of Oil:  The Mythology, History, and Future of the World’s Most Controversial Resource is wildly, spectacularly wrong.

Which also means that Dick Cheney and all those arch conspirators* were also wildly, spectacularly wrong about the importance of the Caspian Basin.

Let me put it to you this way:  if you really believe 19 blokes with box cutters brought the U.S. military machine to its knees, then I can’t help you.

As for me and my house (so to speak), we do not believe the box cutter theory.

And so we come to the DoD and fictional characters such as Stephen Falken.

And Albert Wohlstetter (not forgetting his ever-so-important-to-the-neocons wife Roberta).

And Steve Pieczenik.

So much has happened.

And so much is at a precipice.

“The Far East Strategy”.

Pshaw.

Tic-tac-toe.

It is my firm belief that 9/11 was some sort of engineered* conspiracy which involved boxcutters and Muslims in only the most tangential of ways.

But you will have to learn that parallel history.

If in fact you are interested.

And I shall show my enlightened, nonpartisan wisdom by recommending Trump-hater Webster Tarpley’s 9/11 Synthetic Terror:  Made in USA above all other books on the subject.

Indeed, I look forward to hopefully adding another Trump-hater (Wayne Madsen) book to my collection soon…one which discusses to what extent and in exactly what ways Saudi Arabia and Israel were involved in the 9/11 false-flag/stand-down.

Which brings us back to Pieczenik.

And the Wohlstetters.

But let us at least attempt to make passing reference to the film under consideration.

If you’ve never seen this movie from the beginning (a cold start), I highly recommend adding such footage to your filmic knowledge.

The silos.

Minot?

Somewhere.

The Great Plains.

Nuclear missiles.

Humans in the loop.

Physical keys.

Launch orders.

Wisdom.

As humans are removed, MAD (what, me worry?) becomes even more unequivocally assured.

You might remember WHOPPER’s (WOPR) cousin [Siemens System 4004] from Willy Wonka

wonka

It is somehow fitting that WarGames should make a Burger King allusion in 1983.

Indeed, this was the period of the very real (and ridiculous) “burger wars“.

But let’s get on with it…

Matthew Broderick plays basically the Bill Gates of this famous picture:

gates

I must say…this film deeply affected me as a kid.

Perhaps it was due to the wonderfully effervescent (what is she, a sparkling wine?!?) Ally Sheedy.

Sure…  There are a couple of moments of unbearable melodrama to make this movie slightly imperfect, but a kid doesn’t notice such things.

And so as a youth, I ate this film up.

Broderick and Sheedy as “partners in crime” (somewhat literally…).

It would be like some high school kid hacking into the USAF’s Space and Missile Systems Center (SMC) to play a “game”.

Is this real world or exercise?

WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?

Which brings us back to the ubiquitous Baudrillard.

And, if you can bear it, Debord.

Simulation.

Spectacle.

Fake.

Radar inserts.

Etc.

GLOBAL THERMONUCLEAR WAR.

Big Gulp.

[g’uh?]

But let’s change tacks for a second.

TALENT SPOTTING.

Back in the Cold War days.

David Lightman would have been a prime target for recruitment by a foreign intelligence service (or so this film claims).

However, I would point out a plane which the passing analysis seems to miss:  industrious brilliance.

Disruptive innovation.

Recording the analog [?) signal of the infirmary door with a psychiatrist’s micro-tape recorder.

Removing the tap from a pay phone and using a pull tab to hotwire a call back home (in lieu of a quarter).

These are the assets of operators.

Whether CIA or early FBI, appreciation for unconventional skill sets has been a hallmark of organizations engaged in successful growth.

Put differently, David Lightman would have made a pretty great spook.

Indeed, his skill set might have been best utilized by the NSA (no such agency).

Back in the day.

Before the world changed.

On 9/11.

The average citizen had no idea about the National Security Agency back in the Bobby Ray Inman days (1977-1981).

par exemple…

Research.

Know your enemy.

Half the battle.

Mirror’s other half.

It’s not impossible.

To make a matrix.

Collation.

Big data.

Must be organized.

Delphic databases.

Few films capture this.

This anxiety of being ushered into an FBI van.

Picked up on the street.

Fresh out of the 7-11.

A unique take on “talent spotting”.

Almost an accidental spy.

Like the DIA buffoons seen here:

spies

These films are real.

And offer us hope.

About unconventional paths.

Former DIA head Gen. Flynn has an appreciation for this.

“…you magnificent bastard, I read your book!”

[or some of it]

Enter the jaded Richard Dawkins character.

Really a rather laborious (and dead-on) archetype.

The “science worshipper”.

Obsessed with mass extinction.

Really, Dr. Falken is very much a J. Robert Oppenheimer character.

Which is appropriate, seeing as how the subject under consideration is Global Thermonuclear War.

WarGames is a genuinely moving, inspired film.

But it stumbles in a few places.

Not least, at the end.

Both of them 🙂

Yes, like the slew of “disaster movies” (such as Deep Impact) which glutted picture houses at the end of the last century, WarGames hones in on a maudlin tessitura which is made ineffective by repeated use.

In plain English, this film has two endings.

And they are identical.

Thus, anticlimax.

And the aforementioned melodrama.

Yet for all its imperfections, WarGames is a masterpiece of sorts.

And so I salute director John Badham.

Truly an indispensable film.

 

-PD

Super Bowl LI [2017)

In what can only be described as an act of God.

force majeure

Almost one-to-one correspondence with U.S. election.

Two of the only celebrities to endorse Trump.

Tom Brady and Bill Belichick.

It wasn’t a popular position.

Unenviable, really.

Like being 25 down.

When the biggest turnaround in 50 years had been 14.

Right?

Well, one thing’s for sure:  the first overtime.

In 51 years, the big game had never needed extra minutes.

Quite simply the best football game I’ve ever seen.

I almost didn’t watch it.

Sure, I liked the underdog Falcons.

But when a team is getting stomped, the tables turn.

Overdog becomes underdog.

Patriots got no shot, right?

It’s over.

Hillary’s our next President.

Might as well not even go to the polls.

But they started chipping.

You’re gonna have to score twice.

And convert two two-point conversions.

[a sentence which only makes sense in America]

It was a sweet victory.

Even with one of the worst companies on Earth (PepsiCo) sponsoring the halftime show.

[headed by the world’s worst CEO:  Indra Nooyi]

And even with Lady Gaga spirit cooking her “heil Hillary” butt off under the aegis of Pepsi.

And even with all the liberal, rubbish commercials.

And especially with the NFL commercial which took a shot at Tom Brady for being a sore loser.

Nice try, NFL.

But you just got owned by a winner.

Fucking hell…

Tom Brady.

So Mr. Brady and Mr. Belichick, thank you for sticking your necks out when you had nothing to gain.

You were pro-Trump.

When the world had their heads up their asses.

And tonight proved what heart and hard work do.

No panic.

Just steady determination.

You don’t win them all.

But you are never in a position to win if you don’t keep on fighting till the very end.

-PD

Caddyshack [1980)

I’m so happy to be bringing you an actual film review today.

Even though I’m under the weather.

Yes, the airborne molds here in San Antonio seem to have brought on a nasty head cold.

[And before that it was the mountain cedar pollen.  It seems my city is among the five worst in the U.S. for allergens!]

But nothing does the health quite as much good as a larf 🙂

And I must say, categorically, that Caddyshack is a masterpiece.

I suspected as much, but I never truly analyzed every bit of dialogue.

Till now.

And let me just start off by saying, the screenwriters responsible for this film deserve immense kudos.

First, Douglas Kenney.

If you go to the Caddyshack page on Wikipedia, you will notice that Mr. Kenney has no hypertext love for his name in the “informatics” box.

[Correction, Kenney’s name under the heading “Writers” is not hypertext-enabled, but his name is linkable elsewhere on the page.]

The story of Mr. Kenney is sad.

The strangest part is, HE DOES indeed have a Wikipedia page!

So why no link to the Caddyshack page?

My guess is that this film (and its stakeholders) probably want to distance themselves from the late- Mr. Kenney.

And that’s the saddest part.

You see, Douglas Kenney died almost exactly a month after Caddyshack was released.

Apparently Mr. Kenney was depressed about the bad reviews Caddyshack had gotten.

It’s a tragic story.

But we’re here to celebrate this wonderful film!

And there are two more writers to credit.

Harold Ramis, who passed away in 2014, is also credited with writing our timeless work.

And finally, Brian Doyle-Murray (who is thankfully still with us).

These three writers crafted a great story.

But most importantly, they should be revered for the fantastic banter which they concocted.

In its own way, the script for Caddyshack deserves a prominent place next to Ernest Lehman’s North by Northwest.

But to pull off great lines, you need great actors.

And Caddyshack is chockfull of masterful performances.

But first let’s take a look at the socioeconomic aspects of this story.

The action is completely set at a posh golf course in Nebraska:  Bushwood Country Club.

While some of the allegorical caricatures are a bit crude (indeed, the whole film is gloriously crude), there is a nice message to this film.

Quite simply, it is the “haves” and the “have-nots”.

And the main, anarchist “have-nots” are the caddies.

Those lowly youngsters who schlep golf bags up and down green hills in lieu of golf carts.

It’s funny…

The manager of the Caddy Shack (actually played by writer Brian Doyle-Murray) holds the specter of replacement over the young caddies’ heads.

Shape up, or you’ll be replaced by golf carts.

[Or something to that effect]

I can hear the same strains echoing from my local McDonald’s (though I never go there).

You want fifteen dollars an hour?

Great.

Hello robots.

But these kids put up with a lot of shit.

And, though this film doesn’t get this in-depth, I feel for the youngsters who are out there working crappy jobs.

America is fucked up.

A cashier at a corner store shouldn’t be prevented from getting antibiotics for her infected tooth.

She shouldn’t have to miss work because we can’t figure out this problem.

I’m guessing she can’t afford the doctor’s visit.

Or the visit to a clinic.

But that’s pretty sad.

It’s like panhandling…

No one would dream of such an existence.

So we gotta be less cynical.

Yeah, panhandlers will try any trick in the book.

But in the final estimation, one must really feel sorry for anyone who has no better options than to spend their time begging (or, for that matter, hawking cigarettes for minimum wage at the Kwik-E-Mart).

But I digress…

The late- Ted Knight did a great job of playing the yuppie villain in this film.

You want to go to law school?  And your parents can’t afford it?

Well, the world needs ditch-diggers too.

It’s a bloody-jawdropping line from our three screenwriters!

Ted Knight plays Judge Smails.

Yes, a real piece of work he is!

The “good-old-boys” network.

Even up in Nebraska.

Perhaps a jab at Warren Buffett?

We know, of course, that Mr. Buffett was having a very convenient charity golf tournament the morning of 9/11 at Offutt Air Force Base.

And Offutt is the central node of the U.S. nuclear deterrent.

And George W. Bush eventually made his way to Offutt on 9/11 (after stopping over at the second most important nuke site, Barksdale Air Force Base in Shreveport, Louisiana).

And then there was the jet owned by Mr. Buffett that was conveniently in the air near Flight 93 in Pennsylvania.

And Ms. Anne Tatlock who would have normally been in her office at Fiduciary Trust Company in the World Trade Center, but was playing golf with Warren Buffett.

Fiduciary Trust lost 87 employees on the morning of 9/11 when Flight 175 slammed into the WTC.

But Tatlock was in Omaha.

Too crazy to be true?

And who were the other invitees at Buffett’s event?

Let’s return to comedy, shall we? 🙂

Chevy Chase is fantastic as Ty Webb in our film.

He has no editing mechanism.

Here is a guy so effortlessly-rich that he just says whatever is on his mind.

Remind you of anyone?

And if that pointed-allusion to our PEOTUS isn’t pithy enough, we then have Rodney Dangerfield’s ostentatious character:  a realtor!

Remember, in 1978 (two years before Caddyshack) the villain of Superman (Lex Luthor) was also a realtor.

It’s an interesting meme.

Indeed, the word “meme” was coined just two years before THAT (in Richard Dawkins’ 1976 book The Selfish Gene).

So perhaps it was just the Zeitgeist, but our writers had latched onto something with the realtor trope.

However, as stated, the villain of Caddyshack is the venal Judge Smails.

Rodney Dangerfield (who was magnificent in this film) is very much an anti-villain:  the enemy of our enemy.

Dangerfield’s character Al Czervik may be nouveau riche, but he has many redeeming qualities.

To reel in one of my favorite memes, he puts the disruptive in “disruptive innovation” (thank you Clay Christensen).

I mean, really…you gotta hand it to a guy with Budweiser on tap in his golf bag 🙂

But perhaps the most important character is Carl (played to genius proportions by Bill Murray).

Carl is the slack-jawed “assistant [head?] greenskeeper” whose internal monologue is just audible enough to guide us through this film.

Every film critic should identify with Carl (except, of course, the “successful” ones).

Here’s a guy who basically lives in the toolshed.

I mean, the scene where Chevy Chase “plays through” is just classic!

Carl eventually does a little housekeeping with a leaf blower (presaging the eccentric roots of Beck Hansen [whose dust-choking start was still a ways off in 1980]).

But Carl really makes this film tick.

He is the Fanfare for the Common Man.

And there are Bronx cheers in place of the timpani!

[Did somebody sit on a duck?]

Sarah Holcomb probably doesn’t get much credit for her role in this film, but she should.

Ms. Holcomb was born on September 11, 1958.

This was her last film (according to Wikipedia).

While her Irish accent is a bit grating (because, I am guessing, it is merely a plot device), she is a joyful presence in this film.

Ah, but Cindy Morgan really steals the show as Lacey Underall.

And she’s not just a pretty face!

Her acting (and chemistry with Chevy Chase) is really remarkable.

Plus, she has the best line of the film:

“BULLFIGHTS ON ACID.”

God, I love that line…

Which takes us back to our writers.

These guys were really something!

But I haven’t even mentioned the auteur of our film.

It was, indeed, one of the three writers:  Harold Ramis.

Sure, there are cheap stunts (actually, $8 mil. worth…in 1980!).

But they almost all work beautifully.

For instance, the Jaws spoof with the Baby Ruth in the swimming pool 🙂

I mean, God…what a concept!

And even little touches…like Ted Knight hacking through the bathroom door with a golf club instead of an axe (à la The Shining).

The Shining, incidentally, was released about two months before Caddyshack.

[Jaws hailed from 1975 and Jaws 2 had dropped in 1978.]

It’s hard to say to what extent Bill Murray and Chevy Chase improvised in this film.

The same goes for Rodney Dangerfield.

These were/are comedic geniuses.

So no doubt a good bit of credit for the final product goes to these three gentlemen.

But Harold Ramis pulled it all together.

And so, dear friends, if you haven’t seen this film, then you absolutely must.

It’s not Gone With the Wind, but it’s a very significant milestone in the development of cinema.

-PD

Kingpin [1996)

The concept of the “family” movie has changed since The Sound of Music in 1965.

Wikipedia, that grand arbiter of officiality, does not primarily recognize “family” as a genre.

They opt for “children’s film”.

Nonetheless, the Wiki article lists “family film” as an alternative name for this nebulous genre.

In 1965, The Beatles were still releasing albums like Rubber Soul.

1966 saw these same alchemists get a bit edgier with Revolver.

By 1967, the whole world was tripping balls to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

It’s important to document this sea change in pop culture by way of the personages pictured on the cover of Sgt. Pepper’s:

-Aleister Crowley

-Lenny Bruce

-William S. Burroughs

-Karl Marx

-and many others.

Just these four personalities alone made for a shocking collection on the cover of what was sonically a hippy-dippy platter.

But maketh thou no mistake:  The Beatles were self-consciously out to SHOCK!

1971.

By then, The Beatles were no more.

1968 had come and gone (violently).  And The Beatles had reached their zenith (or nadir) of angst with songs like “Helter Skelter” (from “The White Album“).

There were no new Beatles albums in 1971.

Indeed, there was never again a “new” Beatles album

But 1971 gave us Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory.

And so, about four years late, Hollywood managed to weave the psychedelia of Sgt. Pepper’s into a bona fide family classic.

It took a while longer before Hollywood had another idea with legs (other than just borrowing from the great minds in rock music).

Aliens!

It is worth noting that the three original Star Wars films (1977, 1980, and 1983) were interpolated in 1982 by a cute alien named E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial.

Sure, there were classic superheroes (like Superman in 1978), but the next real wave was another coup of futuristic thinking.

Time machines.

The Back to the Future franchise raked in whopping revenue of nearly a billion dollars at the box office over the release years of 1985, 1989, and 1990.

But still, no major taboos had been broken in this fragile genre.

There was no auteur conversant in James Monaco’s theories on “exploding genres”.

Yet, two films from this same period stick out as family-proto (not proto-family).

1988:  Who Framed Roger Rabbit?  [ooh la la…stretching the genre like Jessica Rabbit stretched her red sequin gown]

-1989:  National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation [a real benchmark or signpost…perhaps not as racy a National Lampoon’s Vacation, but still edgy enough to elicit laughter during “the decline of the West” (as Oswald Spengler put it)]

Which almost brings us to the unlikely masterpiece that is Kingpin.

Randy Quaid had been counted on by the National Lampoon franchise for his peerless role of Cousin Eddie.

By 1996, he would become a priceless asset for the makers of Kingpin.

It is hard to chart how we went from The Sound of Music to Kingpin…even with the help of the inestimable Beatles.

If we are to really reach our goal (an explanation), we must follow the followers–the children of The Beatles.

-1970:  Syd Barrett was still bloody mad (and brilliant) on The Madcap Laughs [especially the song “No Good Trying”]

-The Mothers of Invention released albums titled Burnt Weeny Sandwich and Weasels Ripped My Flesh [pretty odd, edgy stuff]

-and international artists like Amon Düül II (from Germany) gave the world a whole new organic, electro-bombastic sound to attempt to decode

-1971:  The Krautrock invasion continued with CAN’s Tago Mago

-Tribal hippies Comus found the perfect sound with First Utterance

-1972:  Hawkwind released their cosmic, perpetual-motion masterpiece Doremi Fasol Latido

-1973:  Pink Floyd changed the cultural landscape with Dark Side of the Moon (perhaps presaging the space/aliens films which would preoccupy family film makers in the coming years)

-Brian Eno melted many minds with his masterpiece Here Come the Warm Jets (complete with the balding artist on the cover in drag)

But we missed something significant:

Led Zeppelin.

If the 1970s belonged to any one band, it was this one.

-their first two albums were released in 1969

-by the time of Led Zeppelin III (1970), they were competing against overt (though clownish) occultists like Black Sabbath [Jimmy Page of Zeppelin being a more covert, zealous admirer of Aleister Crowley]

Led Zeppelin IV was released in 1971

Houses of the Holy saw the light of day in 1973

Physical Graffiti dropped in 1975

But as Led Zeppelin began to peter out, another group picked up the slack and streamlined the music.  Their message was as tough as their humor was bawdy.

AC/DC slapped the world with High Voltage (1976), Let There Be Rock (1977), and other masterpieces which made for a loud world.

But music was just getting started in asserting its agenda for Hollywood.

Iggy Pop dropped two masterpieces in 1977.  One light and tough (Lust for Life), and the other a much darker affair (The Idiot).

But the real earthquake…the real force which rent the curtain in the temple was Nevermind the Bollocks, Here’s The Sex Pistols.

From this album in 1977, nothing was ever the same again.

And so the film under consideration, Kingpin, was born from many decades of broken taboos.

Some would call this “progressive” (and then proceed to solicit a donation).

Oswald Spengler might rightly have called it The Decline of the West.

But in the case of Kingpin, I can only call it funny.

I can’t pass judgement on film since 1965.

As to whether it is fit for families to view together.

But I can pass judgement on this film insofar as its most important merit.

It’s damned funny!

I was Munsoned by Cinema Paradiso.  Long ago.

I thought I had a chance.  But I was Amish.  I just didn’t know it yet.

But let’s first start by talking about the dirtbags who frame this film.

#1 is Woody Harrelson (though he starts as just a protégé).

Woody has had an interesting life.

When I was growing up in San Antonio, one of our family shows to watch after the 10 p.m. news was Cheers.  This gave us great comfort.  Great laughs.  And Woody played the character Woody Boyd.  One of the bright spots of a great television cast.

But Woody Harrelson’s dad was a hitman (in real life).  And he killed (in 1979) U.S. federal judge John H. Wood Jr. right here in my hometown:  San Antonio.

It was a drug hit.  Harrelson’s father hired for $250,000 to shoot and kill this judge outside of his home.  The drug dealer who hired Harrelson got 30 years.  Harrelson got life in jail.

Harrelson denied in court that he killed Judge Wood.  He claimed he just took credit for it so he could collect the money.

Well, all of this backstory fits quite nicely into the dirtbag saint Woody Harrelson plays in Kingpin.

#2 is Bill Murray.  Bill is an old hand (no pun intended).  Bill’s character teaches Woody a lot, but Bill’s a real bastard in this film.  Of course, this is a comedy.  So his ostentatious cruelty is worth a few snickers here and there.

At this point it is worth mentioning the twisted (gifted) minds which brought us this film: the Farrelly brothers.

Peter Farrelly (whose birthday is two day away) and his slightly-younger brother Bobby Farrelly.

You might know them from their work such as Dumb and Dumber and the Jonathan-Richman-chalked There’s Something About Mary.

[N.B.  Richman makes a great cameo in Kingpin.  We may not have Lou Reed anymore, but thank God for Jonathan!]

The action of our film shifts from Ocelot, Iowa (“Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash…”) to hard-scrabble Scranton, Pennsylvania.

[home of “Creepy” Joe Biden]

Randy Quaid (#MAGA) is fantastic as an Amish rube with a promising set of bowling skills.

Somewhere along the way, the opportunistic Harrelson becomes Quaid’s manager.

I got great joy out of seeing this.

Because there are few more difficult things than managing “personalities”.

I’ve done it.

Now I have an advanced degree in management.

And still, I know…it’s hard!

But back to family films.

This IS a family film.

But it is also an example of what the family film has become.

In general, this picture would not be suitable for young children to view.

That’s just my opinion.

But perhaps it’s a subgenre of family film.

It’s something which parents with high-school-aged kids MIGHT be able to enjoy with their children.

But I leave that discretion up to the parents.

Because the Farrelly brothers like to SHOCK!

It’s funny.  They’re good at it.  It has a point.  But it might be too lewd for some families.

Speaking of which, it is a quite interesting device with which the Farrellys chose to frame their film:  the Amish.

It borders on surreal, but this bawdy comedy always has the temperate presence of the Amish throughout.

In a certain way, I think it does great honor to the Amish.

From an entertainment perspective, it’s genius.

But this is also a road movie.

And we know strange things happen on the road.

I was just so impressed by Woody Harrelson’s acting.  It’s effortless.  Flawless.

And I was equally impressed by Randy Quaid’s naïveté.  Truly an acting coup!

But the film gets REALLY interesting when Vanessa Angel hops on the bandwagon!!

Remember her from Spies Like Us, emerging from that snow-covered tent in her underwear?

Yeah, that’s her.

And it turns out that she’s a very good actress!

Ah, but thank God for condoms!!!

At the end, you will feel proud of your efforts.

To walk out the door everyday into a corrupt world.

We are all sinners.

But music saves us.

“Bad Reputation” by Freedy Johnston is a revelation.

And makes me wistfully recall my last days as a professional musician.

“I Want Candy” is such a tough beat!  The Strangeloves!!!

“I Saw the Light” by Todd Rundgren is magical music at a magical moment in this film.

“Showdown” by Electric Light Orchestra is the perfect tune to pit Murray against Harrelson.

But the real eyeopener was hearing “Something in the Air” by Thunderclap Newman.

Such a magical song!

Great movie.  Great acting.  Comes from a place of reality.

-PD

Rocky [1976)

Here we have a great film.

From an actor with whom I was so lucky as to work on one occasion.

Sylvester Stallone.

It was an honor.

And yet, I didn’t really get it.

That this movie, Rocky, was so central to the American dream.

But it’s more than that.

It’s the backdrop of Philadelphia.

The streets.

The eggs.

The meat.

The iron gates you gotta kick open.

And the screenless door you gotta reach around.

It’s the machete stuck in the wall.

And the black leather jacket to hang over the handle.

The knife stabbed into the wall.

And the black fedora that hangs on it.

But most of all it is Talia Shire.

To offset the brutality of boxing.

A shy soul.

In kitty cat glasses.

It’s the pet store.

The failed jokes.

The parakeets like flying candy.

And Butkus the dog.

You know, I don’t hear so well…because I got punched too many times…taking my best shot at music.

And so I’m a bum…but I got into the arena for a good 15 years.

And those final four…when I was a contender.

When I met Sylvester Stallone.

I was standing next to greatness.

A great actor.  A great figure in film history.

We are taught to denigrate our American movies.

That they could never be as good as the French.

But the American films inspired the French.

It was Truffaut and company took Hitchcock from novelty to pantheon.

But it’s shy Talia.

Telling a story.  A real love.

Getting up in years.  And maybe she’s retarded.

Maybe he’s dumb.

But to him she’s the prettiest star.

And he perseveres.

However many rounds it takes.

Because fate has called him to one woman.

Why does he fight, she asks.

It’s a big obstacle.

For Rocky and Adrian to overcome the awkwardness of their collective insecurities.

For them to communicate.

But it’s such a beautiful story.

Pithy.  Gritty.

When Pauly throws the Thanksgiving turkey out into the alley.

It’s dysfunction.  Dysfunction everywhere.

Abusive meat packing desperation.

Always an ass pocket full of whiskey.

And just a favor to the loan shark.

I can break thumbs.

But you don’t wanna do that.

The protector.

In the world of crime, but not of the world of crime.

Poor, simple icebox.  Some cupcakes.

Never enough beer.  Anywhere.

And the genius of spectacle comes along.

Carl Weathers.  Like Clyde Drexler.

Reading The Wall Street Journal.

Like Trump…thinking big…and juxtaposing entities.

To speak to the sentimental.  Sentimental.

Because you don’t wanna be known as a whore.

It’s that reputation.  A hard lesson.

Big brother to a little sister.

You don’t wanna smoke.

Make yer teeth yellow.

Breath rotten.

But you gotta work.

To stay in this game.

Train.  Train.  Train.

And maybe you get one shot.

It all comes down to this.

Burgess Meredith like Rod Marinelli.

The wisdom of hard knock cracks.

But we like ice skating.

$10 for ten minutes.

A date.

A tip.

When you give life back to a prisoner of home.

When you give love to a lonely fighter.

Misunderstood.

Rough around the edges.

Desperation of poverty Pauly.

Makes us all a little crazy to be so trapped economically.

But God has called you to greatness.

And will you answer that call?

Can you imagine the career?

Is anything at all clear?

We only know tenacity.

Fighting till the very end.

Hospital and next day Pentagon basement.

Be an expert for your country.

So many skills needed for a nation to flourish.

Trust.

Go the distance is not just Field of Dreams (another great sporting film).

Going the distance.  Till the very end.  Tour of duty.

God, please get me back home.

We’re so close now.

You’ll have to cut me so I can see.

“When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez” and you only want to hear her say “I love you”.

And she you.

You made it.

You lost by decision.  But you proved it to yourself.

That you could go the full fifteen rounds with the best.

The best and brightest.

That you could be the shy, awkward bum to overcome.

Don’t say that.

You’re not a bum.

We want.  Need.  That positive reinforcement.

When the whole world tells us we’re losers.

You won by keeping going.  Every day.

 

-PD